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I eat shit!
OH MY GOD I HAVE TO TYPE BNHA TO THE END OF MY FUCKING SEARCH TO FIND THE CORRECT THING
7 years later this is still a banger
its so crazy thinking these guys were all in the same group at one point, seeing them today. crazy shit. i saw them live in STL too Left Brain ripped a bong on stage shit was too lit
Listening to this makes me sad. There was so many dope groups around this time. Odd future, Asap Mobb, Flashbush Zombies, Strange Music, Black Hippie...wtf happened?
clancy had the best verse
I really felt this because OF isn’t together anymore. Time sure flies 🤧
Frank lookin like “I gotta be somewhere nigga “
Throughout this whole video I had Wu Tang vibes with a unique spin of new age fresh air. The aroma; complex rugged rap, sound; raw beat, end product; bliss. 🙃
jasper is like the oldest but the most immature 😭,
Shout out to the shout out
I remember when I broke my pinky and ring finger I had to wear a cast like Tyler
still one of my favorite Frank Ocean verses of all time
What the fuck happened to odd future man I miss this shit
Yo, shout out to everybody that worked on the albumYou feel me, son? Yo, shouts out to Ty DollasShouts out to Hodgy Daddies, shouts out to Left BrizzleShouts out to Domyon, shouts out to Frankie OceanShouts out to Syd the Dude, shouts out to L-Boy AwkBig eared bandit is tossing all his mannersIn a bag and wrapping them in seran wrap bandagesTossing 'em in baskets with the rest of those sandwichesSo when he says "Catch up, nigga" it looks like an accidentUm, flowing like my pad is the maxiestMy bitch white and black like she's been mimicking a pandaIt's the dark skinned nigga, kissing bitches in CanadaThen kicking all out like Mr. Lawrence did PamelaPut her in the chamber all against her Wilt ChamberlainI never had a Reason, nigga I was just AbletonNot a fucking Logic contradicting dick headFlyer than an ostrich moshing in a tar pitSemen scented cheetah printed teeIn that 'Preme five panel, I'll repeat it for the seasonPrevious items in the presentWith the normal ass past like I cheated on my teamIt's me (Tried to get that nigga, but, Golf Wang)To have some type of knowledge that is one perceptionBut knowing you own your opponent is a defeating bonusI'm Zeus to a Kronos, cartilage cartridge is bonelessSmiles of cowards in lead showersDead spouses in red blousesChildren who fled houses on Mustang horses and went joustingI'm on my Robin Hood shit, robbin' in the hoodWhips, drugs, jewels, and your pet, I'm stealing your ringsCoke diamonds and your Vet, soldiers lace the fuckin' bootAnd salute like the troop when you shoot you gon' poopIt's kill Hodgy, nigga, stay the fuck off my stoopAnd out my Kool aid, JuiceHodgy got the juice, I got the ginJasper got the Henny, my nigga we get it inWolf Gang party at the hotelI call a ho, you call a ho, and all the hoes tellYou know Left Brain need a freakI need a bitch to go down like a Nitty beatYup, uh, and her ass fatDon't be surprised if I ask where the hash atNigga I'm tryin' to smoke, bitch get higherDomo where that Flocka Flame? Talkin' 'bout a lighterStill bang salute me or just shoot meCause if you don't salute me then my team will do the shootingYeah my nigga Ace will pull the black jackThe king Mike G is in the cut with the black macLivin' like the Mafia, bitch, don't get to slacking upAnd if these haters actin' up, throw 'em in the aqueductFree my nigga Earl, yo, I don't really ask for muchBut two bad bitches in front of me cunnilingusWhat the fuck is caution?Often I leave you flossin' and cause exes next to coffinsLost in translation, the dreams you chaseGot you diving for the plates like you stealin' home baseThat's great, I'm home alone dreamin' of two on onesWith Rihanna and Christina Milian, bring it onAnd Travis is in the closet organizing and hangin' the trampThree lettermans that Ace has been making himNo strays while we catchin' matinees, huh?I'm gettin' blazed thinking 'bout those daysI had the top off the GT3 like toupeesOne finger in the air, all's fair when crime paysMy grand scheme of things is to be attachedTo the game like bitches to their wedding ringsAnd you don't even need to look cause we gleam obsceneIn the light, ride slow to my yellow diamond shiningLike the Batman logo over Gotham, rock LA to HarlemIf you say "get 'em Mike G" then I got 'emOne man squadron, nigga I'm a problemFrom Briggs I got bars and plans toPimp these Polish bitches into pop starsHumanity kills, we all suffer from insanity stillAnd if I said it then it is or it's gonna be realOF 'til I OD and I probably will, uhIt's still Mr. Smoke-a-Lotta-Pot, get your baby mommy poppedWith my other snobby bop, do I love her? Prolly notKnow your shit is not as hot as anything I fuckin' dropBitch I'm in the zone, stand alone, like Macaulay CockI've been runnin' blocks since a snotty totBig wheel was a big deal with the water GlockNow I'm all grown, sing songs just to give 'em wattsFire what I talk, but still cooler than the otter popOp Dom neck shit in your wish listMad sick shit, mad dick for your bitchesOn some slick shit, your mistress on my hit listAnd I'm lifted 'til I'm stiff out of this bitchOdd in your motherfuckin' areaBlood clots give me five feet 'fore I bury yaSuicide flow, let the big wave carry yaTyler got the mask like he held Jim Carey upAnd fuck your team, ho nigga wassupWolf Gang so you know we not givin' no fucksYou know me dog, I'm a chill in the cut so I canCut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it upGet me a Persian rug where the center looks like GalagaRent a super car for a dayDrive around with your friends, smoke a gram of that hazeBro, easy on the ounce, that's a lot for a dayBut just enough for a week, my nigga what can I sayI'm hi and I'm bye, wait I mean I'm straightI'mma give you this wine, the runner just brought the grapesMy brother give it some time, Morris, and DayCourse you know the vibe's as fly as the rhymesOn the song, cut and you could sample the feelHeadphone bleed, make this shit sound realUsed to work the grill, fatburger and friesThen I made a mil and them psychics was liarsNow, how many fuckin' crystal balls can I buy and ownHumble old me had to flex for the fogsDown in Muscle Beach pumpin' iron and boneBumpin' oldies off my cellular phoneYeah, bumpin' oldies off my cellular phoneGoddammit, this rapping is stupid and it's hardGotta do it over and over and over again but here I goHey it's Jasper, not even a rapperOnly on this beat to make my racks grow fasterGot a TV show, so I guess I'm an actorPot head, half baked, lookin' like ChappelleRollin' up a blunt with that fire from hellStill ignorant, still hit a bitchWolf Gang, nigga, so I still don't give a shitCatch me in the back with Miley on my lapBong rips as I feel on that little bitch catHah, nigga came through with a 9 bar real quickJust for the bitches, little bit of money in my pocketFuck it, Wolf GangYeah, fuck that, look, the contrast is a pair of lipsSwallowin' sarapin, settin' fires to sheriffs whips(Whoosp, whoosp) fuckin' All-American terroristCrushin' rapper larynx to feed 'em a fuckin' carrot stickAnd me? I just spent a year Ferrisin'And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics isSpit to the lips meet the bottom of a barrelSo that sterile piss flow remind these niggas where embarrassed isNarrow, tight line, might impair him sinceI made it back to Fahrenheit, grimey get dinero typeFeral, fuckin' ill apparel, wearin' pack of parasitesThrew his own youth off the roof after paradiseLa di da di, back in here to fuck the party upRaidin' fridges, tippin' over vases with a tommy gunNever dollars, poppa make it rain hockey pucksAnd 60 day chips from fuckin' awesome anonymousCall him bloated 'til he show 'em that the flow deluxeOff the wall loafers, Four Loko, and a cobra clutchVocals bold and rough, evoke a ho to pose as drumAnd let me hit and beat it with a stick until the hole was numbThe culprit of the potent punchScoldin' hot as dunkin' scrotum in a Folgers cup, or NevadaDrivin' drunk inside a stolen truck, shittin' like his colon bustBelly full of chicken and a fifth of old petroleumSupernova, I'm rollin' over the novicesI'm roamin' through the forest and spittin' cold as the porridge isStay gold 'til the case closed and the story endPost mortem porkin' this rap shit and record itTo escort it to the morgue again, lord of lipsBored of this, forklift the tippy top, best under 40 listStormin' the gate, ensurin' the bass, scorchin' ladiesMotherfuckers sore in torso and faceGet at me with savages, have a pack of ApacheIndian pack of niggas who don't give a fuck if we nasty as flatulenceAs a matter of fact, your swagger is tackySo see me you can't like Crunchy Black catchin' a taxiBack like lateral passin'With that motherfuckin' gladiator manner of rappin'As an addict I let percocets and xannies relax meFall back if your paddies is Maxi, pleaseOF, shit that's all I gotFrom my bigger brother Frankie to my little brother TacFrom that father figure Clancy to that skatey nigga NaksShredding down 'Fax, Wolf Gang run the fuckin' blockStorefront, knee tatBook cover is the same lettering on lettermans and cotton socksAnd grip tape, and my shoesUm, I was 15 when I first drew that donut5 years later, for our label yea we own itI started an empire, I ain't even old enoughTo drink a fuckin' beer, I'm tipsy off this soda popThis is for the niggas in the suburbsAnd the white kids with nigga friends who say the n-wordAnd the ones that got called weird, fag, bitch, nerdCause you was into jazz, kitty cats, and Steven SpielbergThey say we ain't actin' rightAlways try to turn our fuckin' color into black and whiteBut they'll never change 'em, never understand 'emRadical's my anthem, turn my fuckin' amps upSo instead of critiquing and bitching, being mad as fuckJust admit, not only are we talented, we're rad as fuckBitches
Frank over there thinking ab some bars that will make a mf sad and horny at the same time
This song but just tyler, left brain, frank and earl
Nah this shit is dope🔥🔥❗️❗️
Feels like a lifetime ago when this dropped
look at frank ocean in the background at 6:50
SUPER NOVA IM ROLLING OVER THE NOVICES
Earl's verse is the best by a mile, he doesn't even look like he should be that legendary of a rapper
Best video ever.
THIS IS THE BEST VIDEO SO SIMPLE BUT SO MUCH EMOTIONS GOING ON
6:22 best part
lol shout out frank ocean
tyler dresses so ahead of his time
Earl got that California accent😭
The dopest song ever from odd future this shit brings me back
Mike G was ahead of his time. He knew Captain America was gonna swing Thor's hammer and be black.
These lot are hard but ngl they’re nerds 😂
Still till this day no one said shoutout to Taco for working on the album aswell 🤷🏾♂️
the internet in the back chillin
earl is such a baby
Lmao mike G said Tyler was in the closet aha
We need them back
9:30 Tyler soul,Ve turned 15 in March 2006. He drew that donut 5 years before this video , which was in 2011 March, so I know it was exactly around the time he immediately had his 15th birthday.A month before March 2006, a legendary Producer that would forever Change hip hop by the name of J Dilla sadly was on his death bed and passed away, 3 days after his 32nd birthday. His last album was released on his death bed, titled "donuts" . Something else; Also dilla had a younger brother named earl.
Tyler telling Terry Richardson to fuck off is amazing
I miss OF so much it kills me
This vid was legendary
Fuck Lucas vercetti in his little green hoodie always sends me boys 😔😔
OF til I OD and I probably will 😭😭
Bruuuu after 150 times watching this video, I didn't notice until now. Look at Earl in the back 5:51
Jasper with the greatest verse of all time
I dont want other countries to change, I just want them to recognize that us Canadian/ American multifaceted people are mad awesome. That's all.
why is there only one white person, asking for a friend. thanks for your speedy reply! :)
Because he has the N - pass
7 years!! Wow
Rapper at 1:30 who is that
been listening to this for years and never noticed the video came out on my 10th birthday lmao
I’ll never get tired of this. Even when I’m fortay
Why was I 9 when this came out
This should be what pops up when you Google "Youth"